This afternoon after Mark and I finished cleaning, we were in the office chatting with Rosanne when we looked out the window and saw Joe Velez filling the bird feeders in the courtyard. Then we saw something incredible that Mark was able to take pictures of on his phone…
Yesterday after our afternoon cleaning, we joined the seasonals and staff for the annual fall potluck. Here are some pictures: Continue reading
Just before I left Portland, I had some time to spend with my dad. One of the questions he asked me is why I love Door County so much. Here’s why… Continue reading
Mom reminded me today that it’s been a while since I’ve written. First of all, we’ve been in the midst of a remodel, and that being so, we haven’t gotten out much. However, I thought you might be interested to see what we’ve been working on.
Mark and I had just had dinner and were talking about what we were going to do before our evening rounds when there was a knock on our door. One of the new Workampers here came to warn us that a severe storm was on its way. Continue reading
Our boss is the greatest! Kathy paid for everyone on staff who wanted to to get trained as a Certified Tourism Ambassador (CTA). Mark and I went through the training today at The Clearing in Ellison Bay. But first, a woman from The Clearing gave us a tour of the campus. Continue reading
Mark mentioned in his guest blog that I was feeling overwhelmed a few days ago. More on that at the end of this post, but for right now, here are some of the shots I took of the boat tour Tim gave us: Continue reading
Hey, everbody!! It’s Me!!!
Denise is feeling a bit overwhelmed and asked if I could do her blog for her tonight. She wanted to write it last night, but the excitement of our boat ride caused her to run out of steam, even before she had time to finish editing all the pictures she took from our excursion.
We had “snow flurries” today!
When I was young, about forty years ago, there was a series of record albums (remember those?) called Environments. The creator of the albums would go to some remote place like the ocean or a lake during a storm and record the sounds. Each side of the album would play about half an hour of whatever the microphone caught and for that glorious amount of time, you could be transported there within the confines of your own home. Continue reading